At first, she fragged me for days with: "Dad, can we, dad, dad, ears dad, when?"
I put the kabosh on that, she was a good girl and left me alone for 10 minutes.
She turns 11 this month, I'd always had age 12 on my mind as the right time to pierce them puppies. But I eventually softened and had a change of heart. Pigtails will be with her mom for a week of vacation during her birthday, so last night, I surprised daughter and said, "Let's go get your ears pierced!"
She didn't believe me.
Then she squealed.
Bit her nails at the thought of a needle through her lobes.
Then she hugged my neck and yelped "THANKS DADDY!"
Curls was surprised and happy too, we downed a frozen berry margarita and fajitas (order them as vagitas to the waiter and watch him try not to laugh) at El Rodeo, then to the luxury jewelry store Claire's to punch some holes in dem ears.
I liked the blue titanium studs, but told her to pick out what she wanted. She went with the blue balls.
Curls scoped her favorite boutique at the mall, Francesca's.
I had a $50 card to Scheels from a race prize, so picked up a kayak floater and wore it around the store. Pigtails was embarrassed and walked behind a few strides.